I fell in love
with Love.
Ever since our eyes met
when my eyes opened
for the first time.

Love was my childhood love.
She was always there
whispering wonders and cares.
She serenades me with sweet songs
and lullabies that make my heart
give a deep sigh

I want to cry for Love;
I yearn for her.

As I grew up,
I got to know Love.
I grew to understand her deeper
and knew what she really meant.

She taught me how to love
others.
She taught me
that to love others is more important
than to be loved myself.
She taught me to love others
above myself.

She was harsh with her words:
Love taught me
that life is not for me
that love is to be given
and not to be expected in return.

Love loved me
and I did her.
But she was not mine.

Yet she knew it was for the best,
so that I may know her joy
the same joy that is
to give

And still be full.

To love and be loved
is everything;
Yet to love and just be,
is what's worth.